Sage Poems - Poems about Sage

Eyes focused in time, wise owls on a fence gazing: telescoping life:-...Read the rest...

Have ye been touched not yet by magnetism, ushering deep wisdom, unknown to mind, rapture of bliss pervading body prism, causing us to become with love aligned, with fears and desires to the bin consigned? Befriending silence, piercing the vast...Read the rest...

Up on the winding mountain, there is a structure we knew so well— now consumed by red, devoured in flame. It was our shelter, a meeting place of like minds, a refuge against life’s weight, a...Read the rest...

I thought it was enough I loved them all. Yet love may rise, whilst lives about one fall. In myriad hopes conceiving were I tasked, Yet all the while, on balconies I basked. For glory’s garlands shall it ne’er...Read the rest...

IN SAGE TREED INSPIRATION Standing in the forested arena Beneath one of the multiplicities Of the ethnicities of barked sage trees Reining in the mutual oneness Of the equanimity of their being, My spirituality of mind turned its focus To thoughts...Read the rest...

Cleansing heart, we notice the throb of rapture rising from a centreless fulcrum within, borne by divine magnetism, sages speak of … ascent is assured. Reveal now oh hermit, how heart may imbibe this bliss, which...Read the rest...

I sat next to an old geezer on a park bench He looked at me, said "I can see you're a mensch" Let me tell you what I've learned in the past 80 years. "Oh no", thought I,...Read the rest...

In the depth of the night, a concerto commenced, With drums of thunder and a melody of rain. Wind flutes played loud sniveling notes, Carrying pulsating tunes in blustery tones. Streaks of lightening, with their baton of light, Led the...Read the rest...

where are the old wanderers, whatever happened to Steve> a different holy book in hand every week, the wise man of the thrift store. “we just aren’t made for these times.” you’ve either found the Way, or the Way has found...Read the rest...

Old cherry trees beside the church In early bloom this spring I got new travel film to watch New birdies come to sing “You poor thing, you beggar boy Just listen to the air” - They twee to me,...Read the rest...

There once was a yellow canary sage, Who trapped a naughty cat in a cage. With feathers so bright, It plotted all night, Till the cat escaped and ate it in rage....Read the rest...

sage green oak catkins blanket drive and yard.... pouring rain and wind ...Read the rest...

Oh hermit, we have heard that you have seen, that which is unseen, namely the face of God and that too in broad daylight, so with folded hands, we request you to please teach us all the practice, following which, we too may...Read the rest...

mystical seas, crashing against the shores of endless peace, calm, enchanting soft splashing breathless, unseen, soothing the nights, starlight chanting serene engage always planning, sage mystical seas, crashing soothing the nights, starlight chanting sage ...Read the rest...

Old sage of the forest Old sage of the forest, wise inhabitant of Rickmansworth, thy statue and wisdom are true, true and true, The true existence of the eternal sun, the stone of which is the foundation...Read the rest...